The Adventure Flashcards
(69 cards)
“O mortal who complainst
of death and fate,
Accuse none of the harms
thyself hast called;
This troubled world
thou hast chosen for thy home,
Thou art thyself
the author of thy pain.
Once in the immortal
boundlessness of Self,
In a vast of Truth
and Consciousness and Light
The soul looked out
from its felicity.
It felt the Spirit’s
interminable bliss,
It knew itself deathless,
timeless, spaceless, one,
It saw the Eternal,
lived in the Infinite.
Then, curious of a shadow
thrown by Truth,
It strained towards
some otherness of self,
It was drawn to an unknown Face
peering through night.
It sensed
a negative infinity,
A void supernal
whose immense excess
Imitating God
and everlasting Time
Offered a ground
for Nature’s adverse birth
And Matter’s rigid
hard unconsciousness
Harbouring the brilliance
of a transient soul
That lights up birth
and death and ignorant life.
A Mind arose
that stared at Nothingness
Till figures formed
of what could never be;
It housed the contrary
of all that is.
A Nought appeared
as Being’s huge sealed cause,